I'm turning everything off,
Flipping the switch.
Done caring,
Done loving.
I'm going back to the old me,
Flipping the switch.
Beast mode.
I'm done.
I'm treated like shit.
Flipping the switch.
Turning back into
The Queen of Hell.
Care about no one but myself.
You think you're the only
Who can stop caring.
Flipping the switch.
She's gone and I'm back.
I don't shit.
And I most certainly don't
Care or love.
Flipping the switch,
Damn right.
She's gone,
And if it's up to me,
She's never coming back.

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Poetry
PoetryRandom poetry I write. It will mostly be depressing, might have a few happy notes in it.